So lucky for anyone reading this I realized that in order to reach my Christmas chapter (chapter 13) by Christmas I am going to need to put up chapters at nearly random intervals leading up till a faithful December 25. So after this chapter you can look forward to five more chapter before Christmas, hopefully I'll be done in time, most of these chapters are still being written after all. Anyway I am taking requests still for anything you would like to see, whether it be a special little interaction between character, flash backs to the old UW days or short appearances of different marvel characters. As always I don't own Hetalia or any Marvel superheroes whatsoever. Please enjoy this chapter and speedy update, and don't forget to review!


Chapter 7
A Simple Attempt


Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Black Widow, Hawkeye and Hulk. Flying above them was Iron Man, Thor in front of them and Captain America to the right. "I was still paying that off," Chiara whimpered sadly, staring at the remains of her car once Thor jumped off of it. Their left was still open, they could make a run for it, but only if they hurried.

Liv kept attempting to pull Chiara towards their exit when she saw Hawkeye beginning to make his way to block the left alley way. "Chiara, we need to get out of here quickly," Liv pressed. Something suddenly snapped in her mentor who grabbed Liv by the hand, pulling her as she ran at top speed to the left and through the alley. When Liv turned behind to look back, the Avengers were trying to all fit through the alley at once, slowing their progress.

"We have to get back to the house," Liv pointed out, "warn the others and we can't be seen fighting in civilian clothes." Liv was suddenly pulled down by Chiara, Captain America's shield flying above them. "They're right behind us, those bastards," Chiara growled. Thunder boomed close by and lightning struck in the distance as gray clouds gathered overhead in an instant.

"You insulted one of them yesterday didn't you, Chi?" Liv accused as they stood back up and continued to run. "Not now Liv!" Chiara yelled back as thunder boomed once more. Chiara cursed when Black Widow appeared at the end of the alley way they were doing down, along with Hulk. In an instant Liv pulled her guardian in a sharp turn into another alley. Once they had come safely around the corner and turned another they slipped in a growing puddle of mud, rain having begun to fall. "Do you have anyone's number?" Liv wailed, covered in mud and soaked through.

Chiara had taken out her phone, scrolling through her contacts list. "Those fucking bastards, damn it!" she cried, resisting the urge to toss her phone at a neighboring brick wall. "We'll have to fight," Liv sighed, standing up. Her right knee was slightly scraped and bleeding from falling onto the hard pavement. The Nordic girl closed her eyes, and a summer breeze rippled through the air. You call for me, young one? a voice asked, resounding off of the many walls and unheard of by Chiara. "Return home for me troll, warn the people who are there that the Avengers are attacking us and lead them here. The man with the huge eyebrows should be able to see and hear you, please go quickly," Liv muttered in reply. I will return, small friend.

"I asked Troll to get the others, we just have to hold out here for a little bit," Liv explained to Chiara, helping the Italian to stand. Chiara shook her head in wonder, "I'm still surprised that all those creatures that we thought Arthur made up actually existed." "Good thing I came along, soon enough Arthur would have thought he was actually nuts," Liv joked back.

"How long do you think it will take Troll to warn them, and then for them to get here?" Chiara asked. "I don't know, ten, twenty minutes. Maybe less for Fire Storm, if he can find his way here without guidance and doesn't get distracted," Liv noted. "So twenty minutes," Chiara simplified. Liv nodded her head, glancing towards the end of the alley.

"I hope you aren't too much out of practice, Rome," Liv teased. "I don't think I'll even have to ask about you, Mage," Chiara replied, sticking her tongue out at her charge. "Oh~ it's on, I call Iron Man, Black Widow and Captain America," Liv called. "Then I get Hulk, Hawkeye and Thor, easy enough."

Chiara and Liv looked at each other for a moment before laughing. "Don't die, you still have to finish high school," Chiara advised. "Worry about yourself first, you have no clue what the UW is doing to your house while your gone right now," Liv reminded. Chiara paled, the last thing Liv saw her mentor do before a building crumbled, separating the two of them.


Liv didn't end up facing off against Iron Man, Black Widow, and Captain America. No, she was never that lucky. Walking towards her came Black Widow, Captain America and Hulk. She had been confident before, Iron Man and Captain America didn't work particularly well together, she had seen as much after watching scenes of their fights. But Black Widow and Captain America were a flawless team, following up on each others attacks continuously. And Hulk, he was unpredictable, but with Widow there, he wouldn't be hurting his teammates.

But then Chiara was facing Hawkeye, Thor and Iron Man. All long distance fighters, and Chiara probably didn't have any scope on their personalities. She would have to expand a lot of her energy if she were to have a chance at defeating them. "We'll need to finish this quickly, Sir Mastermind, I've got my guardian to save," Liv grinned, trying to startle her opponents at least a little.

"What a smart girl. You've already said something completely unpredictable to my comrades. It will be nice to have you as puppet on my strings, I would have had you the first time if it hadn't been for the infernal creature, your troll," a male voice with a British accent spoke came from Black Widow. "You are a second player are you not?" Liv asked. "Indeed. You really are a cleaver girl, I can see why Mangus was so eager to capture the first player of his friend," this time the voice came from Hulk.

"You also said comrades, so it's more than just you and whoever is controlling Chun-Yun. Ivan's second player as well, maybe everyone else's with the exception of Gwen's, am I correct?" Liv asked. The moment her question was over she dodged a punch from Captain America. He had crept up behind her, she assumed the puppet master had done that when she had focused her attention on his two mouth pieces.

"Very cleaver child. However you will learn more about your future bosses, once you are under my control. There is no need for me to tell you before that point, Mage," the British man spoke from Captain America this time as Liv dodged a well aimed kick from Black Widow, followed by Hulk smashing the spot she'd been in but a moment before. "Well seeing as how that will never happen, I don't see the harm in telling me right now," Liv replied nonchalantly.

"My comrades do, but since your friend isn't here now, you will find out soon," this time the voice came from Hulk. It was enough to momentarily distracted Liv. A moment too long. She couldn't see anything but she felt a thin string wrap around her wrist. Like a string attached to a puppet. The controller of the string used it to raise her arm, and she felt another string tie around her elbow.

"Knock it off," she grunted as she attempted to use her free hand to grab onto the string that she could feel tighten around her wrist and elbow. It was then that her opponents gained the upper hand. Captain America threw his shield at her, she jumped up, using the string to hold her weight but was unable to avoid a quick kick and strike from the Black Widow.

She was knocked down, or at least she would have been if the string wasn't holding her up. She felt another thread wind around her second hand and elbow. Lifting up both arms, making them completely useless. When the Hulk began to make his way towards her the best she could do was kick. The green monster charged at her and at last second, Liv kneed him in the face. At the rate things were going, she was going to need to use magic.

"Are you surprised at how this fight will soon turn out, child?" Liv didn't need to look at the three Avengers to find out where the voice was coming from. She felt her own mouth moving to form those words. She wanted to tell him to stop, but her voice was gone, even as another thread wound it's way around her waist. "At first you'll have your voice, then you'll only have your thoughts, and within hours, even those will disappear," the second player said, an obvious smirk in his voice.

"Now I have your eyes, and the magic to bring us to your world, how wonderful that a hero of this world is the only one with enough magic to bring the world's downfall," a horrible, creepy laugh flowed out of her mouth. Liv squeezed her eyes shut, she didn't want to feel mouth moving anymore, she didn't want to see what the Puppet Master would do next.


Chiara could only hope that Liv was faring better than she was as she dodged another blast courtesy of Iron Man. To use any of her powers she needed time. Or to know the person she was fighting well. Honestly she normally felt like a dead weight to her team, that is until she had picked up her beautiful twin pistols, it had come to her as a present from one of the members of the familgia. A mafia group that the Varges Industry was under suspicion for leading.

It had been Emma who had presented them to her. No matter how much the two fought, Emma was still loyal to the family and the moment Chiara had voiced her want for a weapon, the girl had jumped to the job. It only took a week to secure the beauties, another week of teaching Chiara the basics and then Emma had returned to Belgium to resume her post there as the leader of the branch.

Of course, her lovely guns were still at her penthouse, locked in the gun safe that was hidden in the back of her closet. Normal people didn't have to carry around guns to protect either, that was the job of the police. And all Chiara really wanted after Toni had gone missing, was to be a normal person so she wouldn't loose Liv, or Feli or Nonno.

She ducked down, narrowly avoiding the soaring hammer Thor had thrown at her. But she wasn't quick enough to avoid that blast that knocked her off of her feet. A mix of Iron Man's thrusters and Hawkeye's explosive arrows was enough to throw her into a wall and knock the breath right out of her. "Damn bastards," Chiara spat out, drawing in a breath of oxygen. She looked up, Iron Man and Thor were looming over her. Ready to finish her off. "Come with us now, Rome, and you will not be hurt further." It was Hawkeye who said it, but his voice seemed more menacing, almost like a mix of Black Widow's and his own. "Like hell, why don't you all go fuck off," she growled, "Hawk bastard."

Hawkeye's expression changed to one of surprise before morphing into a smirk. "How silly, I forgot to introduce myself," he said, kneeling down in front of Chiara, "My name is Crow, of course, I was the only one of the Revengers who was able to take control before we found you. My comrades here are just the Puppet Master's useless puppets for the moment."

"The Puppet Master? Is he the leader of your group?" a familiar British voice asked. Chiara, Crow, Iron Man and Thor all turned their heads to look at the new set of arrivals, the United World fully suited up and glaring at the three Avengers. "Ah, Arthur Kirkland, Spectrum, The Puppet Master didn't foresee you arriving so quickly, actually not even the Foreseer predicted you to arrive at all, any of you. How did you know?" Crow asked.

"Seems your side doesn't have a joker like yours, does it," Alfred grinned, waving his finger at Crow. "Rome, where is the Mage?" Gwen asked, looking surprised at the absence of their youngest, as well as the other half of the Avengers. "We were separated, she's on the other side of that," Chiara replied, pointing to the wall of debris that had fallen earlier, "I don't know her status."

"Fire Storm, Black Cat, Blizzard King, go help Mage. We will handle these three," Spectrum ordered. "Hai, please be careful, they are our allies," Black Cat replied. "Don't worry, BC, we'll only beat them up a little," Whisper replied with a laugh, "When you get back you can cut the strings." "How did you know?" Crow gasped, it was impossible for anyone to know about Oliver's ability, it was impossible to see the strings in the world Crow was from.

As the three heroes disappeared in a flash, courtesy of Alfred's super speed, Gwen and Arthur smirked at Crow, barely containing their laughs while Maddie merely let out a sigh. "You should really learn more about your enemies, Crow bastard," Chiara laughed, "After all three members of our team can see things that you could only find in your wildest dreams!"

"Chi, you should sit out this one. Silver Bolt handle Crow, Whisper I trust that you can contain Thor, I will handle Iron Man myself!" Spectrum proclaimed.
It all happened in only a few minutes.

A lightning bolt struck Crow where he stood, the intense energy focusing solely on him. Bolt appeared behind Crow, kicking him, then teleported to where he was pushed back to and delivering another blow continuously until he was knocked out.

Upon the flash from the lightning, Iron Man had charged at Arthur, only to ram into a barrier that the leader of UW had placed. As the billionaire fell to the ground, Arthur collected light particles, forming a cluster of light in his hands. Once the space around Arthur's hands seemed pitch black, he shot off the light, hitting Iron Man at point blank. The armored hero was pushed backwards, his armor denting upon the resulting crash he faced into the hard pavement.

Whisper had the most difficult charge. After seeing the other two Avengers knocked out Thor appeared like he was panicking, like whoever who was controlling him was panicking. Much like a child afraid to loose their toys. Each time she attacked, it was countered with Thor's hammer. However, as static tingled in his hands, Mjohrin dropped suddenly. Thor and Whisper stared at the hammer for a moment before the latter promptly knocked Thor out.

"Let's go help the others, then we'll get the Avengers back to their tower and figure out what we should do," Spectrum ordered.


If there was one thing that Liv wanted to do right now, it was to go back to her home, fall into her bed, and talk to Troll until she fell asleep, at this point she would even take talking to Matthias over being controlled. Maybe she would have to take a day to spoil Emil after this, if only to recover.

When the others had arrived she had barely been able to keep The Puppet Master (her master now, she thought bitterly) out of her head, away from her thoughts and memories. She knew he already had access to her powers, she was glad none of them outmatched the rest of UW's. But, not only that, she felt her body begin to rely on the strings for support, she supposed that was a part of The Puppet Master's powers to create a body and mind that didn't have the will or power to fight back against his control.

She strained to keep her mouth close, to keep his words out, once the others appeared. "Liv?" Fire Storm asked, watching her stilled figure, her back was to them but she looked much like a limp puppet. "Liv-chan, are you okay?" Black Cat asked, Liv could tell that she was already keeping an eye on the Avengers, not expecting any resistance from Liv.

She tried to bite her bottom lip, anything to keep that voice out, but to no avail. She felt her back bend slightly, her head turning over her shoulder to look at the three heroes, a fairly un-Liv like position. "I'm sorry, but Liv isn't home right now," the British villain droned, cackling after he said that.

The three members of UW's faces contorted with horror, and Liv felt an overwhelming wave of someone else's glee wash over her. She was turned now to face her teammates, Oliver holding up a hand in front of her face. "Do you like my new toy?"

"Release Liv," Blizzard King ordered glowering threateningly at Liv. The girl herself almost dropped to the floor, about to beg for Ivan's forgiveness, she knew first hand how scary he was from the rescue. The Russian was three heads taller than Liv, and she knew that he wasn't a good person to get on the wrong side of. But what surprised her most was the squeak that left her mouth. That sounded very Liv-like indeed.

She felt Oliver's surprise in her own mind, the surprise that such a little noise had escaped his notice and slipped out. "You're much more protective than my own Comrade, Blizzard King. But for now, why don't you play with my other toys first, before you take my queen," Oliver laughed again, passing off the voice as though he had meant for it to escape.

The three members of the Avengers, Black Widow, Captain America and Hulk charged past Liv to intercept the three members of UW. "Black Cat, they are being controlled right? Liv as well. You think you'll be able to cut it?" Alfred asked, watching the Avengers charge. "Yes, I am unable to immediately do so with the others as they would offer resistance, but if I have the element of surprise I may be able to cut the strings before my presence is realized," Kiki replied, holding her sword.

"We shall handle these three. Please go to Liv once you have found an opening," Ivan ordered. He stepped forward, just in time to intercept Black Widow and Captain America. "No fair," Alfred whined, "I wanted to fight the captain." He held up one hand in time to catch the Hulk's fist. "Switch with me, damn commie!" "Fight later," Kiki interjected, breaking off Ivan from retorting to Alfred's taunt.

In one smooth move, she jumped over the Avengers (not without hearing Captain America's nose being broken and Hulk being smashed to the ground) she gently tapped Liv on the shoulder. She saw the teens eyes cloud in an instant in confusion. Her head turning this way and that as she looked for anything. Sometimes Kiki's powers scared herself. She knew what Liv, and by extension The Puppet Master, were seeing. Pitch black, total darkness. It was how Kiki had gained her name, a black cat attacking from the darkness, bad luck for those who crossed her.

Her sword lashed out, right above Liv, cutting the strings that were invisible to most. As the girl went limp Kiki caught her, dismissing the darkness from Liv's vision. "Mage, how do you feel?" Kiki asked, gently lowering the girl to the ground so she could rest. "I-I'm okay, I think I just need to sit for a little bit. You should go help the others, Black Cat. Before Fire Storm and Blizzard King hurt the Avengers too badly," Liv replied, her voice shifting from sounded much like a frightened child's to her normal dull monotone.

"Yell out if you need help," Kiki ordered. She intercepted Black Widow first who was peeling herself from the ground to attack Ivan once more. She had gravel stuck in the palm of her hands, a ring of bruises forming around her right eye, her elbow appeared to be dislocated and she was bleeding in multiple spots. She knocked the hurt agent out using the hilt of her sword and cut the strings controlling the agent.

Next she moved onto the Hulk. The big green rage monster was getting tired, charging Alfred and being thrown away each time. Once Alfred slammed the doctor into the ground again, Kiki cut the thin threads. The Hulk shrunk, once again becoming the doctor.

Before Kiki could turn to face where she had last seen the Captain, a force (akin to what it would feel like if a semi-truck ran into her, as she thought of it) hit her. She was knocked down, her sword flying across the ground, out of her reach. "Kiki!" Alfred yelled. But the Captain was already on top of her, and hand to hand combat wasn't her specialty. "At the very least, I'll stop you from taking anymore of my toys away from me," Captain America hissed in a British accent.
She felt two giant hands wrap around her neck, effectively cutting off her oxygen supply. Her brain was informing her that she needed oxygen if she wanted to survive, and she began to claw at the Captain's hands, feeling the skin break under her nails and blood soak her fingers. In only a few moments, that seemed like forever, Captain America's weight was gone and she was freed. She turned her head, sucking in oxygen as Liv furiously kicked the Captain.

"Keeks, are you okay?" Alfred asked, bending down over her. "Fine, Firestorm," Kiki croaked, rolling over to her stomach and shifting to sit up. Her neck hurt badly, and she knew it would bruise soon, but right now she didn't have time to think about it. "Mage, stop it before he gets hurt any more," Alfred ordered. Kiki blankly looked over, watching the lithe teenager kick Captain America once more. She grabbed the fallen sword of the older hero and Kiki watched as she sliced the puppet strings once used to control the mighty American.

"We should get them back to Avengers Tower, before anyone thinks we're new enemies."